Theme: Mankind

The Brotherhood Of Mankind

I make myself sad

By finding good and bad,

By always judging

And not budging.


When will I rise

And open my eyes

To the brotherhood of mankind,

The brotherhood of mankind? 


More By  :  Kulbir Bhalla

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Comments on this Poem

Comment God made flowers in different colors, forms, fragrances and beauty....and He, in His Infinite wisdom, chose to make each one of us DIFFERENT! No less, no more.

22-Jun-2023 07:57 AM

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